Page 23 of True Wolf

“Do you want to reject me?”

“No…”

I didn’t, but I had to. He sensed my thoughts because his brows slammed in and the muscles in his jaw strained.

“Areyou going to reject me?”

Oh God…

I kept quiet and he fucked me harder. “Answer me, Nessah.”

I closed my eyes and shook my head to respond but that wasn’t good enough.

“Don’t fucking hide. Look at me.”

My lids slowly peeled open and those blazes of amber were waiting. “Are you going to reject me?”

“No…”

He smiled, arrogantly. Assured, like he already knew the answer.

“But nothing’s changed,” I reiterated.

He growled and kissed my neck. Then I felt the warmth of his tongue. “Everything’s changed, Nessah. Do you want me to prove it?”

The scrape of his teeth caused my pussy to pulse so hard it felt like the equivalent of an orgasm. He sensed my pleasure because Zion lifted his head and narrowed his eyes above a cocky grin.

“Let me mark you, Nessah.”

“No…”

He fucked me harder. “Yes.”

“N-no…” I yelled in desperation. He couldn’t. I wouldn’t survive. Zion pulled back and landed so deep that my body shattered and exploded. I lost sight of everything around me. My body tensed, jolted, and I lifted.

A few seconds later, Zion roared through his own orgasm and I panicked, praying he didn’t bite me. When my mind settled and I felt the warmth of his tongue again, I freed one of my hands, which were still trapped above my head, and brushed my finger across the curve between my shoulder and neck.

My eyes flickered up to his. They were stormy and angry. “I won’t do it until you’re ready.” He dipped his head and brushedhis lips over mine and asserted, “But I assure you, Nessah. I’m going to fucking mark you.”

He lifted off me, taking his warmth, then the bathroom door slammed.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

ZION

While I stepped into the steamy glass enclosure of my shower, my muscles were straining, my dick was still hard as steel, and my wolf was prowling, begging for me to finish what I’d started. If I hadn’t been convinced before, I was surely convinced now. She was mine.

Mate.

Mine.

Not only was I convinced but my wolf was too. The way Nessah felt, the softness of her skin, her scent, the way she submitted even while trying to assert independence was confirmation. Everything about Nessah resonated with me and now that I’d connected with her, felt the pulse of her pussy around my dick, felt her body writhe and quiver beneath mine, there was no way I could accept anything other than us being together. I ducked my head under the scorching hot stream of the waterfall showerhead.

I should have sealed the gotdamn bond.

No, you shouldn’t have. Not without her permission - Xander

I lifted my head at the same time my eyes narrowed.

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